Chapter 4260

It doesn't matter what sangliang is now. It's important to be caught.

The main system is waiting for people to save, but those who can save people are sleeping.

Wake up, don't sleep, sleep what sleep, get up hi!

Anhe stood at the door, hesitated for a moment or gently pushed the door open. When he was about to speak, taishu, lying on the stone bed, raised his hands one by one, and a force directly split the fragile door in two.

It fell to the ground with a neat cut.

Anhe:

Forget it, forget it, slip away!

Too uncle doesn't care what he cares about. Anyway, sang Liang has no friendship with him.

At most, it's the superiors and subordinates. Sang Liang can't control his life or death. Anyway, he has brought his words to him.

Poor door. What's wrong with the door?

Anhe sends a message to Mo Ming, asking him to drag a little bit of Ningshu. Don't eat people so fast. If it's really eating, it will definitely make uncle taishu lose face and fight.

To be honest, Anhe didn't want to fight Ning Shu at all, because it was meaningless. Winning was not good for him. If he lost, his army would lose.

But what's the way to eat this?

What kind of body is Ning Shu greedy for?

No matter what it is, it's greedy No, how cruel!

There was a quick reply from Mo Ming, "I see."

Anhe: "if you have any information, please send me a message in time and give me feedback."

Mo Ming: " That's impossible. I'm going to do something. I'm sure I can't receive your news. You can rest assured that you won't eat him for the time being. "

Mo Ming: "he sent the door as bait, Ning Shu also wanted to use him to fish, which has its own reason to eat bait."

Anhe:

I don't really know the person you play with.

Sang Liang is dragged home all the way. He is slow. Ning Shu will drag him. If he is fast, Ning Shu will drag him.

Stumbling, the image is embarrassed, but sang Liang is not upset, with a light smile on his face.

Under the surface of this plain and elegant painting is a broken heart, which is shouting and shouting inside. It is like a desperate housewife, whose heart is constantly pulled and painful but helpless.

Ning Shuding looks at sang Liang, smiles at him, looks at his elegance and leisure, and every pore of his skin exudes despair.

Just be forced, in the heart of suffering, tangled, twisted, thousands of thoughts in the rolling, pain and despair.

Sang Liang can't laugh anymore when Ning Shu looks at him. He looks at Ning Shu and suddenly says, "you are sympathizing with me?"

He laughs and says, "you're sympathizing with me."

Ning Shu didn't deny, "yes, I am sympathizing with you."

Taishu is admired and feared by people in the organization, but he is high above the others. He has never been involved in the dirty mire and looks down at everyone.

Even if thousands of people reach out and want to pull him into the mud, he can cut off these hands one by one.

He is more unrestrained than anyone else, and his unrestrained is not the same as Zhengqing's.

But sang Liang is not the same. He has been pulling and contacting with tens of thousands of people all the time. These big problems, small problems, all need to be dealt with by him.

All kinds of questions rushed to him, for a long time, I didn't know when it would end.

A hundred years of his life is long enough, and it's breathless, let alone how long sangliang has handled it.

He didn't seem to know that he was tired, but he was sure to be tired, even if he got up his spirits.

Ning Shu thinks that sang Liang's double standards may be a typical representative of being unreasonable and strong. He deals with so many people and deals with all kinds of complicated affairs.

He has been used to it. He must stand on the moral high ground and suppress the opponent's momentum in all aspects. If the momentum is suppressed, it's easy to say.

"You are small."

"You don't have a big picture."

"You are ruthless."

Don't sang Liang know how things are. Of course, this is just a means.

Ning Shu thought he was stupid. He had to argue with him. What's the use of arguing? There are countless hats waiting to be put on his head.

The means are good or bad.

No matter what kind of world these taskers come from, some morality is instilled from childhood.

Family, etiquette, the world

No country, no family, courtesy, integrity, filial piety, gratitude

Standing at the height of morality, we can almost suppress all the task holders.

He's really bad and tired. I'm afraid he died suddenly.

Sangliang's heart is already a swamp. Gulu Gulu is bubbling to show its existence and life, but the bubbles come out with a stink.

A swamp of despair and tiredness.Especially now, sang Liang is especially desperate. He used to be supported by a spirit of spirit. But now the spirit of spirit is breaking up.

Sang Liang is still smiling. In a trance, he seems to be able to see his face twisting and dissipating in the haze of smoke and shouting silently.

Ning Shu thought for a moment and said, "if this organization is disbanded, it means that you are useless to taishu. Your destiny is similar to those of these souls."

"The collapse of an organization is very important. Some things should die with it."

Ning Shu is really curious about what uncle taishu gave sang Liang and what he did for him, which made him so desperate.

Even if it is abandoned, there is no resentment, no unwillingness.

How does uncle wash his brain? It's terrible.

Said that sang Liang does not have his own thinking, but he knows everything, knows everything clearly, has a brain, a strategy and a bad heart, but how to do not complain, not complain.

Even love begets hate because of love?

Taishu is very lucky to be treated like this by sang Liang, even if taishu doesn't care about the luck very much.

Love is not enough to explain this emotion.

Ning Shu's mind went over sangliang's appearance like a slide show. He had silver hair and books in his hand, as if he were a nobleman in the middle ages. He did things in an orderly manner, not in a hurry, not slow down, and knew what to do.

Look at him now tied by vines, a little embarrassed, but still calm, still elegant, walking is not slow, wind and fire has never had anything to do with him.

Ning Shu: "do you think taishu will come to help you?"

Sang Liang: "it doesn't matter whether you come or not."

Ning Shu frowned and jumped back. "You, do you want to die in my hand?"

She looked at sang Liang with a strange look.

Sang Liang said leisurely, "why do I want to die in your hand? Are you worthy of killing me?"

Ning Shu: "I deserve it."

Sang Liang looks at Ning Shu and gives her a look.

Ning Shu now has a little doubt about what the purpose of sangliang is.

She wants to use sangliang to attract taishu. What does sangliang want to do?